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Looking at that handsome face, the people around him felt incredible, the sword monarch who had shocked the entire dynasty before was actually the sixteen or seventeen-year-old boy in front of him.

"Is he really the Sword Monarch?" someone felt a little shocked, because the young man in front of him was so young.

One of them spoke, "Could it be that Princess Luoxue's words are wrong?

"This is incredible, Jian Jun is such a handsome young man" A seventeen or eighteen-year-old woman looked at Zi Han with admiration in her eyes and seemed to be infatuated.

Swish!

At this time, the slender long sword in Luo Xue's hand was held in her hand, and she was ready for battle, and now she would no longer be stupid to think that the young man in front of her was ordinary, after all, would a person who could block Luo Xue and Qing Wuchang, two geniuses, and calmly kill Wang Yong, be ordinary?

Luo Xueliu raised her eyebrows and said, "Sword Monarch, what kind of grudges do you have, why do you have to kill him?"

Zi Han's voice gradually became cold at this time, and said, "If I don't kill him, then I will die."

"Do you know that he is a descendant of the royal family, and if you kill him, the royal family will not let you go"

"Hehe" Zi Han chuckled, but laughed a little coldly, looked at Luo Xue, and sneered, "Princess Luo Xue, if someone else wants to kill me, can I only let others slaughter me?

Qing Wuchang looked at Zi Han at this time, his eyes gradually became solemn, he knew that the Sword Monarch was Zi Han, but now that he had killed Wang Yong, he seemed to be unable to help Zi Han anymore, let alone sell him a favor, he was now worried about whether Zi Han would go crazy and want to kill him.

"You ......"

Luo Xue's hand holding the sword was a little trembling, she was a little speechless, what Zi Han said was indeed reasonable, could it be that he could kill people at will just because of the power of the royal family? Although the truth is so, but in this world, the strong man is the truth, and no one dares to question a strong man, because he does not question the strength of the strong.

Boom!

At this moment, a strange voice sounded in the distance, accompanied by an evil laughter, and a faint smell of blood filled the air, and at this moment a man and a woman paced through the crowd.

A man is handsome, his face is like a knife, but he is a little evil, his eyes are red like blood, and a woman is wearing a pale red dress, her long blood-colored hair is tied behind her, her skin is like snow, she looks extremely beautiful, but her eyes are very cold.

When the two of them appeared, Zi Han's brows suddenly furrowed, and he smelled the faint smell of blood wafting in the air, which made him feel very bad.

The corners of the man's mouth hooked up a smile, and when he looked at Zi Han, his fingers lightly spared his hair, and he said a little demonicly, "Jiji, you, are the Sword Monarch?"

"So what?" Zi Han's breath sank slightly, and he said expressionlessly.

"Sure enough, it's a young talent, such a handsome doll is actually the famous Sword Monarch who has climbed the seventy steps of the Heavenly Ladder, it's really surprising" His tone was like a sarcasm.

"Humph!"

Zi Han looked around, feeling that the man's aura was a little cold, and the same was true of the girl, Zi Han felt that the woman was a little more dangerous than the man.

Just as Zi Han was pondering, Qing Wuchang's face sank, and he looked at the two of them with extreme displeasure in his eyes, "Bloody hand, what do you want to do?"

Hearing the names of the two, Zi Han's eyes froze, his brows furrowed slightly, and he said lightly "Blood Chu, Blood Hands ......"

The man named Bloody Hand suddenly had a wisp of blood in his eyes, and said with a smile, "Yo, it turned out to be the impermanence son of the Qing clan, don't come unharmed, I'm really embarrassed, I didn't look at the sword you just now"

"You ......"

Qing Wuchang's face became ugly, and the ridicule of the bloody hand made him extremely angry.

Zi Han glanced at the two of them with a somewhat strange gaze, and when his steps moved slightly and wanted to leave, the bloody hand suddenly appeared in front of him, and said with a smile, "Sword Monarch, you want to leave like this?"

"Do you still want to keep me for dinner?"

"Haha, it turns out that the Sword Monarch likes to joke so much, I heard that the Sword Monarch is extraordinary, and I want to take the Sword Monarch back to my Blood Sect to be a guest."

Zi Han looked at the bloody hand, sneered, and said, "That kind of dirty place, I don't bother to go"

"I'm afraid I can't help you if I don't go now"

Swish!

As soon as the bloody hand's voice fell, a blood-colored hand suddenly reached out towards Zi Han, and that hand seemed to be stained with dripping blood, and at this time, the sharp nails on the bloody hand grabbed towards Zi Han horizontally.

Syllable!

Zi Han stepped back and slapped on the bloody hand, and the figure quickly retreated to the rear, at this time, a blood-colored shadow floated away, holding a blood-colored long sword in his hand, and a sword slashed down towards Zi Han.

Boom!

Zi Han turned around with a sword, his body fell backwards, and fell back to the original position again, looking at the blood chu in the long skirt, from beginning to end, xue chu never said a word, but when the bloody hand attacked zi han, he quickly came to help.

"I said you couldn't go"

The handsome face of the bloody hand suddenly smiled, the two arms shook, and a strong spiritual power surged up, and the two arms became dry but bloody, which made people frightened.

"I can't stop anyone if I want to go"

Swish!

A long sword rose in the air, a sword light shone out, Zi Han's footsteps stepped away, the long sword slashed at the blood behind him, Zi Han felt the fluctuation of the spiritual power of the two, and it had reached the middle stage of the Spirit Crystal Realm, it seemed that Zi Han did not have the slightest advantage in terms of strength and numbers.

And there is also a Qing Wuchang who doesn't know what kind of attitude it is, a nosy Luo Xue, a person from the royal family who doesn't know when he will make a move, Zi Han at this time is the enemy on his back, and he has to guard against someone from time to time sneak attack.

Boom!

Zi Han's dark long sword slashed horizontally, slashing on the long sword of Xuechu, and Zi Han Zhen withdrew under the sword, Zi Han was a little frightened, Xuechu's strength was a few points stronger than the previous king, and every time Zi Han wanted to leave, Xuechu tried his best to block it.

Rumble!

Just when Zi Han landed, a dry fist of the bloody hand condensed fist blasted straight towards Zi Han, and between the floating hands, Zi Han stabbed out with a sword, and when the long sword touched the bloody hand, it actually made a sound of gold and iron handover, shaking Zi Han back.

"Stop struggling, come with us"

"Dreaming"

Zi Han took out his sword again, one after another strong sword qi fell, and a dignified look appeared on Xuechu's beautiful face, Zi Han tried his best to attack Xuechu at this time, Xuechu kept retreating, and the bloody hand gradually became a little dignified when he saw this, and with a heavy step, the blood-colored palm slapped towards Zi Han.

"The Sword Pointing to the Sky and the Moon"

Zi Han's eyes flashed, and he immediately turned around and the long sword fell into the air, slashing down with a sword, with a sword glow, the bloody hand was startled, feeling the power under this sword, he hurriedly retreated, and Zi Han stepped heavily and fled straight into the distance.

"Stop Him"

The voice of the bloody hand sounded, with anxiety.

Zi Han held his sword and went straight towards the palace gate, but at this moment, a spear swept across the air, and a spiritual power emerged and slapped towards Zi Han.

"Who?"

Zi Han shouted, a sword across his chest, the spear hit the sword, Zi Han's figure fell backwards, fell straight back, stepped into the ground, he returned to his previous position again, at this time, the bloody hand blood Chu surrounded, the figure holding the spear step by step through the crowd towards Zi Han.

"Hehe, Sword Monarch, what a great prestige."

A young man walked up and stood in front of Zi Han, his spear tied behind him, with a sneer on the corner of his mouth.

Zi Han frowned and looked at the young man in front of him, the man had black hair, his body was tall and strong, with a sense of heroism, but there was a three-inch-long scar at the corner of his eye, his eyes looked at Zi Han coldly, and the corners of his mouth always had a sneer.

"Purple ...... Yang"

Qing Wuchang's pupils contracted suddenly, and he looked at the young man in surprise, even Luo Xue was stunned, he didn't expect Ziyang to make a sudden move, even his appearance was stunned.

"Huh"

Zi Han looked around, and the corners of his mouth finally flashed a smile, but everyone felt that Zi Han at this time was extremely terrifying, and a cold and murderous chill enveloped him, and the long sword in his hand was roaring softly at this time, and a cold light appeared in everyone's eyes.

"Ziyang, if you retreat now, I won't kill you"

The killing intent in Zi Han's eyes gradually rose, and all this seemed to be an unwarranted disaster, which made him extremely angry.

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